Today is one of those rare days where I actually have a lot to write about. Unfortunately I'm tired, and don't have the gumption tonight. Why can't I ever win?
I've decided to write about my friend Tom. A bunch of us ex-Borders inc employees decided to get together for a '3 year reunion'. I worked for Borders Books from 2003-2005 and made a few friends for life. Tom was is one of them. Tonight we met at the Streets of London Pub. Tom and I got to talking and he told me of his unexpected termination from Borders recently.
Tom was is one of those guys who you can't wait to see every day. He has the personality as unpredictable as the grey hairs on his short beard. And if he happened to not work on your scheduled shift, you would be disappointed with your day. Tom is also a part time minister and columnist in Folsom. You can read his articles in the Folsom Telegraph every Tuesday. He ministers at the Harbor Church held at Folsom Middle School.
Well, on with his story...
Borders in Folsom was replaced with a new director last month. Tom had worked with the same GM for the last 8-9 years. Upon the first week of the directors arrival, who we will call The Kat, Tom was given a write-up. The second week he was given another for taking an urgent phone call (which pertained to his only son) while on duty. His third and final write up was put into motion in week three. So, in the short time The Kat had been in 'office' he replaced a 9 year veteran. How could HR or corporate not take his experience into consideration?
Tom admitted to his depression because of the termination. He openly explained that in his 50 years of life, he had never taken any prescription therapy for depression, even though it runs in his family. He was proud of that fact, that he wasn't dependant. He could hold his own. But with the help of a unthoughtful management style, he has slipped into a deep dullness. Tom now sits in front of his computer day in, looking for jobs on career websites. It's a sad day when a man like Tom, is seen desolate and broken.
The world needs more Toms and fewer Kats.
I've decided to write about my friend Tom. A bunch of us ex-Borders inc employees decided to get together for a '3 year reunion'. I worked for Borders Books from 2003-2005 and made a few friends for life. Tom was is one of them. Tonight we met at the Streets of London Pub. Tom and I got to talking and he told me of his unexpected termination from Borders recently.
Tom was is one of those guys who you can't wait to see every day. He has the personality as unpredictable as the grey hairs on his short beard. And if he happened to not work on your scheduled shift, you would be disappointed with your day. Tom is also a part time minister and columnist in Folsom. You can read his articles in the Folsom Telegraph every Tuesday. He ministers at the Harbor Church held at Folsom Middle School.
Well, on with his story...
Borders in Folsom was replaced with a new director last month. Tom had worked with the same GM for the last 8-9 years. Upon the first week of the directors arrival, who we will call The Kat, Tom was given a write-up. The second week he was given another for taking an urgent phone call (which pertained to his only son) while on duty. His third and final write up was put into motion in week three. So, in the short time The Kat had been in 'office' he replaced a 9 year veteran. How could HR or corporate not take his experience into consideration?
Tom admitted to his depression because of the termination. He openly explained that in his 50 years of life, he had never taken any prescription therapy for depression, even though it runs in his family. He was proud of that fact, that he wasn't dependant. He could hold his own. But with the help of a unthoughtful management style, he has slipped into a deep dullness. Tom now sits in front of his computer day in, looking for jobs on career websites. It's a sad day when a man like Tom, is seen desolate and broken.
The world needs more Toms and fewer Kats.
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